"In the haunting, self-penned Homeless Hearts Frenchy Burrito 
turns in what may be his most beautifully recorded performance yet"

-Tony Norman, Pittsburgh Post Gazette


Homeless Hearts

It’s not the bottom its not the bottle
It’s not the blues that I feel
It’s not this coat its not this hat
It’s not these shoes with no heels

Its just a sidewalk serenade for a quarter a play
From a homeless heart such as I

I had a wife I had a job I had a life of my own
And now I spend my days and nights on the streets all alone
There are many like me oh its its sad to see
That are homeless hearts such as I

It’s the cold it’s the rain it’s a life with no name
We're all here and we're all gone in one burning flame
We're all sidewalk serenades for a quarter a play
We'er all homeless hearts in the night

It’s not the bottom its not the bottle
It’s not the blues that I feel
It’s not this coat its not this hat
It’s not these shoes with no heels

It's a sidewalk serenade for a quarter a play
From a homeless heart such as I

Words and music by: Frenchy Burrito
copyright & published Red Banana
Music BMI 1989 - 2017
Homeless hearts151 edited edited
Frenchy Burrito & Band Filming Homeless Hearts Video Washington Square Greenwich Village NYC